I had a very weird one last night. I dreamt that I was awakened in the early morning hours by the overwhelming stench of rotting flesh. It smelled much like when a rodent dies within a wall and decomposes. The bedroom window was open and I rationalized that one of the dogs had rolled in a ripe animal carcass and was just outside. The big dog was occasionally barking and the odor would come and go, as if the dog was moving away from the window and returning. It was all very real at the time, but upon awakening I find no smell, odorless dogs and the realization that I was dreaming it all. I had even planned to shampoo the offending dog, first thing.
It is disturbing to ponder the inner workings that would create such a scenario. It was very close to the description of lucid dreaming. In the dream I was wide awake, albeit groggy from sleep. The strangest aspect was the powerful sense of smell. I cannot ever remember smelling anything in a dream before, let alone being awakened by it.
A possible biochemical contributing factor - I haven't eaten a tomato in a year. The first one of the season ripened on the plants yesterday and I had it sliced with dinner last night. I awakened with mild joint pain and stiffness this morning. It is likely that this nightshade is a big no-no for me. I occasionally ate well reduced sauces and soups made from last years crop (put up and frozen) throughout the winter without incident, but a raw tomato seems to have consequences that cannot be ignored... on more levels than one.
The universe provides a smack upside the head when needed. OK, you have my undivided attention.
It is disturbing to ponder the inner workings that would create such a scenario. It was very close to the description of lucid dreaming. In the dream I was wide awake, albeit groggy from sleep. The strangest aspect was the powerful sense of smell. I cannot ever remember smelling anything in a dream before, let alone being awakened by it.
A possible biochemical contributing factor - I haven't eaten a tomato in a year. The first one of the season ripened on the plants yesterday and I had it sliced with dinner last night. I awakened with mild joint pain and stiffness this morning. It is likely that this nightshade is a big no-no for me. I occasionally ate well reduced sauces and soups made from last years crop (put up and frozen) throughout the winter without incident, but a raw tomato seems to have consequences that cannot be ignored... on more levels than one.
The universe provides a smack upside the head when needed. OK, you have my undivided attention.